He's a Jealous Wolf (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Seven

Roxy was already waiting impatiently at their usual lunch table when Carter entered the cafeteria. He saw her from across the room, and noticed the tell-tale signs that his best friend was nervous and excited. She had her legs crossed, her foot bobbing up and down as she chewed on the edges of her manicured fingers. Carter weaved through the lunch tables, making his way to the small round table in the corner, which he and Roxy spent their lunches every day.

Carter felt eyes on him, so without thinking he looked around as he walked. At a table a few over from him and Roxy's sat three guys.

William, Jake and Alex.

William and Jake were talking amongst themselves, while Alex had his eyes trained on Carter. Even when their gazes met he didn't look away, causing Carter to furrow his eyebrows and be the one who looked away. Carter was used to stares from Alex but there was something about the look in Alex's eye that looked something like worry, like a tiny bit of fear that had crept onto his face when the boy wasn't looking. Why would Alex be worrying about him?

He finally made it to his table, and he plopped down on the seat, still feeling Alex's eyes on him even though he was very purposefully not facing him.

"You are going to ruin your nails if you keep doing that."

"Oh shh," Roxy's hands left her mouth and landed in her lap where she played with her ring nervously.

"Since when are you nervous about a guy?"

"Since this guy is the perfect guy!" she told him. She bit at her bottom lip. "And I am not entirely sure he speaks a whole lot of English."

Carter stifled a laugh. "I'm sure he speaks English, Archer spoke English just fine. Strong accent, but quite understandable."

Roxy raised an eyebrow, "Tell me again why you aren't interested in Archer?"

Carter absentmindedly turned his head around to where Alex sat with his friends.

"Carter." Roxy's voice made him turn back to face her. "You can't stay hung up on your drug dealing moron of an ex-boyfriend."

"He's not a drug dealer."

"Who cares? That's no way to live your life. You are a senior, and you only get to do this once. We should be putting ourselves out there and living our best lives!"

"As much as I want to, I'm just not sure if I'm ready."

Roxy placed a comforting hand on her best friends arm. Carter thought she was going to say something philosophical and worldly, but she just squeezed his arm and nodded. Even though she was crazy and sometimes difficult to deal with, Carter would always love this girl like a sister, just because of moments like this.

The moment, however, was short lived, as a few seconds later her hand went from Carter's arm to the air where she waved it around. Carter took a deep breath, preparing himself to not only make small talk where he would have to listen carefully to not miss words in the mess of their accents, but also make Roxy look good in front of Cole, a guy who he hadn't even spoken a word to.

"How is your day going?" Archer asked, the question directed to Carter, as he and Cole sat down at the table.

"Good, how's yours? How do you like the classes here?"

"Yeah, they are good, it is definitely different to what we have at home."

Archer turned to Cole, as if asking him for his opinion. Cole had been staring off at the other tables, so Archer had to cough under his breath to get his attention.

"Yes, the classes are good." Cole spoke in an accent much thicker than Archer, and his words were a bit strange, the pronunciation not as spot on as someone with more experience in the language.